After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

"Young Master, this is the Ming Jiao clan's territory."

The shrimp-headed attendant beside him quickly advised:

"When he sees your true form and supernatural powers later, he will naturally realize how weak he is."

The two-headed young man snorted coldly and stopped.

at the same time.

Not far away, Murong Xiao's eyes were fixed.

The elders of the Mingjiao tribe came out amid the congratulations of many water tribes. Among them was a man and a woman. The woman had dragon horns on her head, but other than that, judging by her clothes, she looked like an ordinary lady from a noble human family.

The man next to her had a long beard that reached down to his chest, a handsome demeanor, and a face that was 70% similar to Murong Xiao.

The elders of the Mingjiao tribe all sat in front of the stone platform below the field.

“…”

Li Mo had the illusion of watching the judges of a talent show enter the venue.

He soon discovered that this was not an illusion.

The woman walked on the water and reached the center of the lake.

She said loudly:

"We, the Black Water Marsh Water Tribe, have always been of the same blood. I'm sure you all have some guesses as to why we've gathered everyone here this time."

"That's right, we are going to select five people from the water tribe who are the best in terms of bloodline and strength, and go to the Hanging Temple."

"This is not only for our Ming Jiao clan, but also for the entire Black Water Marsh!"

"It is our duty to restore the glory of Blackwater!"

"In this audition, even if you're just a plain demon, you still have the opportunity to bring glory to the aquatic tribe!"

Huo——

The monsters were in an uproar, each of them extremely excited and fanatical.

This means that they may all go to the Hanging Temple.

"..."

Student Li felt that his impression of the Mingjiao tribe had been somewhat overturned.

Where is the terrible disaster beast?

When I heard that Murong Xiao’s parents were persecuted, I thought it was because the love between a human and a demon was unacceptable to heaven, but they were forced to have a second child.

He had heard before that the situation within the Mingjiao tribe was complicated in order to select candidates to go to the Hanging Temple, and he thought there was some treacherous situation and open and secret struggles.

The whole day was spent on a talent show?!

Is he judging the demon race by his own standards?

"Brother Li, this is actually normal."

"Ok?"

"Think about it, the demon race is inherently stronger than humans. If they were more cunning, wouldn't they be driven to southern Xinjiang?"

"...makes sense."

Li Mo nodded, but still had some doubts.

"Why is it called an audition?"

"Because if you go downstream from the main stream of this lake, you'll reach the South China Sea. Brother Mo, don't you know that?"

Wu Daming explained and looked at Li Mo with sympathy.

Brother Mo, who has left the tribe, is so pitiful. He has never even seen the sea.

"I don't know what criteria this audition is based on."

While Li Mo's worldview had changed, he couldn't help but feel curious.

Was it a simple and rough duel? This method sounded very consistent with the belligerent style of the demon race, but on second thought it seemed unlikely.

After all, there are so many aquatic creatures present that it would take ten days or half a month to finish the competition among them all.

Then, the woman said:

"This audition mainly tests two aspects."

"One is the power of blood, the other is actual combat."

"Only those who have passed the test of bloodline power can enter the actual combat test."

"Those who are interested in participating can queue up now to get a number."

As she spoke, she walked to the 'Judges' Seat' which was not far away, near the center of the lake.

Soon, members of the Mingjiao tribe came and distributed shells to the candidates, with their numbers written on them.

Li Mo would naturally participate.

It doesn't matter what identity you have when you go to the Hanging Temple, but it is important for him to have an admission ticket.

Murong Xiao wanted to meet his parents so badly that he couldn't wait any longer, so he signed up.

Wu Dameng was self-aware, and he felt that instead of participating in such an event, he might as well find a place to eat some cattle and sheep. He did not sign up, and silently prayed in his heart that there would not be enough monsters in the end and he would be dragged in to make up the number...

As for our Huang Donglai...

Mounts are not eligible.

The two left messages on the shells and handed them over together. They ran into the young man with two heads. The other party's eyes were full of coldness and were quite aggressive.

Especially when seeing Li Mo handing over the shells.